One Step Poem by Dona Jean

0ne step, first gaze, one hello, - first we meet,
All starts in one, me say, ”Hi new friend”—feels great;
Me can’t know time flies swiftly in seconds flit,
Me not believe in luck but God’s blessed fate.

A friend dear to heart me treasure hold,
That first gaze to last breath, my gift sevenfold;
Memories, joys and smiles are priceless than gold,
Building memories of friendship which capital and bold;
Such stories to tell until me get old.

Trouble comes-dear friend stay firm on their ground,
Shoulder to cry, open arms to hug as true home found.
Unto me no farewell or goodbye friend exists.
Surely the name Sean is written in my heart list.
Near or apart this friendship stood still.